After lifetimes of confusing medical problems, an answer is now clear for many “When you hear hoofprints, think horses.” That is what doctors in training are taught. (To listen click … Continue reading Diagnosis: Zebra
Category: Disabilities
Owning Her Stripes
For most of her life, she had experienced pain. Pain that other people said couldn’t exist.
Autism Awareness: Accepting a New Diagnosis
April is Autism Acceptance (and Awareness) month. What better month to ask some questions of my therapist and get to the bottom of some questions I’ve had for a while? … Continue reading Autism Awareness: Accepting a New Diagnosis
A Decade with A Dog
I’ve written a little about my background with other dogs before mine, and then how Athena Brooke came to be at my side, so you may want to catch up … Continue reading A Decade with A Dog
Three Years With A Home
In spite of the fact I was living with no running water and only the sparsely-available electricity of a small solar panel in a fifth-wheel I called ‘home’ with a husband as temporary as the broken-down RV, I applied to Southern New Hampshire University…
Waiting for a Home I Can Use
The reality of living in the Pacific Northwest as a disabled person during a housing crisis In October 2018, the day before my 52nd birthday, my doctor prescribed a power chair for … Continue reading Waiting for a Home I Can Use
I Was Addicted to Milk
For weeks we worked with my physicians to discover that although my swallow reflex was completely intact, I could no longer feel that area of my throat, which caused me to panic.
The Ink in Our Veins
When I entered the family history center that stormy April afternoon, I had one thing on my mind; I had never seen a photo of my father’s father. I was 46 and I had never seen my grandfather’s face.
I typed his name into the search bar on the site, Newspapers.com, “George R. Slighte,” the results came back instantly.
These Antibiotics are Killing People Every Day
Do you read the paperwork that is handed to you by your pharmacy when you get a new prescription?
A Power Chair Gave Me Back My Life
Walking hurt, so I stopped walking. When it stopped hurting as much, the pain was replaced with neuropathy and when I walked, I began falling. The day before my 52nd birthday, a powerchair was prescribed. I waited with bated breath for the freedom that it offered.
M.E. Slighte 